"What are you doing so late? Let me tell you." Claude suddenly felt a little happy. Is this coming to his door? He ignored the two figures blocking the way, asked in a low voice, and continued to move forward.
"I'm so stupid, didn't you hear me tell you to get away?" A black figure said angrily, rubbing his fists and striding over, apparently wanting to teach Claude a harsh lesson.
Claude has seen a lot of things like this. Within five seconds of seeing him and getting close to him, Claude knocked the thing over to the ground and stepped on it again.
"Tell me, what bad things will you black snakes do here again?" Claude exerted force on his feet, and the guy underground rubbed his face hard against the ground.
Another dark figure took two steps forward. He didn't expect that his partner would be taken down so quickly. Now he was standing there neither stepping forward nor retreating. Seeing Claude torture his companion with his feet, he plucked up the courage and shouted: "Stop, let him go."
"By the way, I forgot there was another one." The underground one was quite tough. His scalp was rubbed and bleeding but he still didn't bite. Claude thought it would be better to change the target.
He kicked the man lying on the ground in the head, and he fainted with a muffled groan. Claude walked towards the figure in front of him. The figure panicked and took out a knife from his waist, trembling: "You, don't pass, come here, I, I have a knife."
Claude ignored him and continued walking forward.
Seeing Claude approaching step by step, the figure in front finally panicked, threw the &bi in his hand at Claude, turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Quick, hurry up, someone is coming, there is, there is"
A magic flying arrow hit his butt, and he fell down on the spot: "Endure"
It hurts. Claude was a little ashamed. He originally aimed at his thighs, but he didn't expect that this guy had short legs, and ended up ejaculating on his butt. With this kind of injury, even if he can be rescued, he will be paralyzed from work.
Before Claude could get closer, the guy had already passed out from pain.
After thinking about it, Claude went over and searched the two guys on the ground. Unfortunately, the combined money of the two of them was less than one silver thaler.
"Damn it, how can you still have the nerve to hang out when you are so poor?" Claude complained in a low voice.
There was a rush of footsteps coming from the corner in front. It was obvious that the screams of the guy who had fainted from pain had alerted the people who were doing things in front of him.
It was very dark in the alley, and only vaguely human figures could be seen. Claude admired the four people who were rushed over by Black Snake. How could their eyes be so good, and they could tell at a glance that they were not one of their own.
Nonsense, Claude looked like a black bat in his burqa, but the two lying on the ground were wearing shabby woolen coats, so of course they would be recognized.
As soon as he saw his two companions lying on the ground, and Claude reaching out to grope in their arms, the four members of the Black Snake Society immediately exploded, and they all took out sharp weapons and rushed over.
"Fuck this bastard, he actually robbed us."
There was a distance of seven or eight meters, but it was a pity that they had no chance to rush in front of Claude. Claude, who was well prepared, shook his hands and launched four magic flying arrows. For him, this distance was enough to knock down the four members of the Black Snake Society.
"Ouch"
"ah"
"Stay, uh"
The first two fell to the ground normally, holding their wounds, but the third one was more unlucky. He had bad luck and happened to be in front of the last companion, and was hit by a magical flying arrow for him. He groaned twice and fell to the ground, out of breath.
If he could be saved after being hit by a magic flying arrow in time, he would definitely be dead after being hit by two magic arrows. After all, this is equivalent to being hit by a musket at close range, which can even make a hole in a thick wooden door, let alone a human being who is more fragile than a wooden door.
Even though Claude mostly aimed at the stomach and lower abdomen, he didn't mind whether the shot was a vital part. At such a close distance, he only cared about whether he could hit it. As for hurting people's lives, he didn't care. Anyway, the more these Black Snake Guild bastards die, the better. We already have the lives of many Black Snake Guild members on our hands, so what will happen if there are a few more.
In the blink of an eye, the three companions fell to the ground, and finally